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Zead May 2015
God

GOooooood
God

yhwh

sighs
Yahweh
looks down
I love You
Though
Zead May 2015
The suitcase
After unzipped
Was thrown off a cliff
While all were blindfolded
And obligated
To only hear the sounds
Zead May 2015
without the absence of law, what would be poetry end of thee
as the tongue is dead without its mind
and a perception is no more than an illusion without a beat
our us's and we's and feelings of these
as if we take not the time to realize that pleasure
is our cover up for weakness
validity, purpose, meaning, what's your reason?
rocks have no bottom, and we only know their boundaries by their surface
if by whiskey, you mean be syntactic ambiguity
FEAT. THOMAS MALTUIN
Zead Apr 2015
people who are obsessed with
a
fantasy
are just
infatuated with themselves
  Apr 2015 Zead
Thomas Maltuin
The laggard

the sloth is so slow
his brain
busy
fighting itself
digging through

The paradox

fickle thing
false
and rightly so
we learn
not from

The answer

we learn
instead
from
mysterious
facts within

The logical abyss

do they become
true
or does the truth
lose itself
in the eye of

The beholder

in whose eyes
is desire
misguided
torn from
reality

The real prize
The paradox

The answer
The logical abyss

The beholder
and
The Laggard
A wedding from long ago examined in third person. An enigma. The truth yet simultaneously, nonsense.
Zead Apr 2015
One splashes rainbows before my eyes
                                                               Another tries to save me before I die
What do we want with you
                                                                              As if you’ve ever gotten old
Making the world go down
                                                     Your broken gears will never be forgotten
Clean is what I wear
                                                                                              Filth is what I seek
Is it that I’m really seeking for the grace of God? is it that I’m just too scared to live? What is wrong with me?
                            The narrow gate is wide to me. What is wrong with me?
Perpetually oozing **** out of the only place I can find
                                                              I should have never started this cycle
My best friend
                                                                                                             My savior
My idol
                                                                                                     My best friend
   Who is my best friend God?    
                And why do I care so much
                     He is a joke
                              Gosh dangit!
                                    I want to live in the light
                                                  I want to walk in the Light
                                                                     I desire the LIGHT!
                                                                               God is everything beautiful
What is seen as beauty, truly is beauty:            
                                                                                             one way or another
Your response
                                                                                                           Harmonize
Zead Apr 2015
wow
You are here through all of this
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